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So it all started from the country I was from (I don't wish to mention it), life was fine, I was a kid in school. At the 7th grade of school, a few students from a different school just came. They were aggressive and mean, they pretty much changed my class, took away all of my friends. My other good friends, who I could have relied on, left the school when I was in Grade 5 and 6. I still had a few good friends, but they all eventually turned their backs on me.
So school life just hit rock bottom for me, where I eventually befriended someone that was sort of the class loser. He wasn't very bright, he was overweight, he looked lazy, he wasn't good at anything in school. I remember the days I would just talk to him, a classmate came up to us and asked him if he wanted to come to his party, the classmate then stared at me, obviously tried to make me jealous.
And in the year, my best friend turned his back on me and pretty much bullied me quite a bit. I was never someone aggressive, so I just let him do it, and he would never stop till I cried.
So life was already tough from there, and 1-2 years before that, my parents got a divorce. I was the only boy in the family, and my dad was extremely strict with me, and with my mother not around, it just got worse. I failed history once, by 1%, along with half of the class. My dad was furious and pretty much hit me then threw me out of the house. There was a large wall around our house, so just outside of the house itself. I had to wait for him to leave to be able to go back in. And on those days, I had an annoying little sister, I could never focus. I don't study, but when I try to, to show my dad that I'm studying, my younger sister would come up, tease me and do stuff, and when I eventually try to get back at her, she would scream, waking my dad up (he sleeps in the afternoon everyday). And when he would wake up, he would never do anything to her, and only hurt me and never listen.
My dad also got a girl, now pretty much his wife, a few months after my mum left. And that didn't help my situation, if anything it made it worse. My dad got me a retainer, which was $800, and the money is no joke. After a couple months, I was about to go to the dentist after telling my dad about the problems I had with it. He told me to put it on a tissue (I think I lost the box at this point), and a few hours later, when I was supposed to go to the dentist with my dad, it disappeared. Never anything any of my sisters would do, but at that point I knew I would have been in a world of trouble. I got hit again, dentist pitied me and he decided to give my dad a discount on the next one.
So my dad decides to send us to the country my mum was in, we never wanted it, but we didn't have much of a choice. He continued to support us. Life continued to be hell, I was raised in a big house, rich family, and when I moved there, my dad support us as he did when we lived under his roof. Really small house.
So I eventually went to highschool, and on the first few days, there was something about me (not bragging), but I pretty much had the spotlight on me, and almost every girl had a crush on me. I even had seniors coming to me, where other guys in my class would just stare at me. So that pretty much caused my classmates to hate and bully me. Any guy outside of my class never had a problem with me. But in the class, where the guys continuously saw that girls were pretty much crawling up on me, they didn't like me. Eventually started playing pranks on me, where the class would just laugh. Pretty much humiliate me and bring me down with them. Once again, I ended up sitting at the very back of the class with "the class loser". I didn't see what was wrong with him, but no one liked him.
I just continued school like that, till my last year in highschool. I became friends with the other guys, but who knows what they were talking about me behind my back. Things were fine, had a little funny-embarrassing moments, but nothing the guys did, probably because I was already down with them and everyone just saw me as someone else.
I finally enter college, I thought of it as a brand new chapter in my life. We move to a bigger house. I went to college with my older sister (who stopped for 2 years, so I caught up with her). The college was really expensive, and most people were 50% scholars. People thought of me as a rich kid, because neither me or my sister were scholars, and my dad being able to afford both our tuition fees.
Life was pretty much okay, work eventually got hard, stressing, and I never could pay attention in class for some reason. My friends were alright, only problem was there were 2 guys in my class, and like 8 girls. We were all pretty much friends, but guys hanged out and talked about stuff with each other more than with girls. My friends were boring, we wouldn't go out or do much, they were too busy with schoolwork, which I always did 1-2 night before the deadline. We don't go out much, we did but it was like 2-3 times a year. We rented a house near the beach for 3 days, 2-3 weeks before Christmas. We had a blast, that is something we can't forget. Was basically 2 classes, we were at least 10.
After that, family problems, I enrolled in college the next year for 1 semester, and problems came up where I was unable to continue. So I've been doing nothing really for a year now. I wouldn't say nothing, just more problems, which I do not wish to talk about, but it was really bad.
So for a few months now, I've been pretty much in the middle. My dad and mum hates each other so much, and we got affected. And it's been really stressing trying to keep up with it, and trying to fix all the little problems that could have ruined my life.
Now I'm close with my dad, and he isn't the guy he used to be. He is a lot more relaxed, the business is perfectly fine, and he hasn't even went to it in over 2 years. He has just stayed here, and collected the money. He suspects a bit of stealing going on there, nothing too big. So for a year now he wanted me to go there and pretty much learn to manage the business. Never went through, until now. I'm going there in hopefully a week. But recently, I talked with dad, and I told him about the problems I've been facing, how my social life pretty much sucked for several years. I didn't like my friends, I would change them in a heart beat, they're not the type of friends I want. They're no fun. So I just came out with it, and told him a bit (no where close to all). He told me that he was afraid that I would just explode because I always held myself back from exploding, I always thought I would, and I knew he understood me when he said that I would explode. So he asked me what I wanted to do, so I told him, pretty much things that would get my heart pumping, I told him sky diving and traveling. He agreed and was willing to pay whatever he had to.
So what I will be doing in 1 week from now, is traveling to go to the business to get a grip on how to manage it, and manage it for a bit. See what's going on. Shortly after that, I will be traveling, hopefully to make new friends that I really like. So my decision was England, because I have a few relatives there, and the people there are pretty much the kind of friends I want. Or it would be to Dubai, my aunt lives there, and I would go there for fun.
So my problem is, if I do go to England, what do I do from there? Now you know my situation, how should I start making friends, I will be there for a week or so. What should I do? Where in England should I stay? Why there? What can I do there? I want to do things with people, hang out. If I should visit a different place, where and why? I will be traveling every few months.
Any advice, tips, comments are welcome.
So school life just hit rock bottom for me, where I eventually befriended someone that was sort of the class loser. He wasn't very bright, he was overweight, he looked lazy, he wasn't good at anything in school. I remember the days I would just talk to him, a classmate came up to us and asked him if he wanted to come to his party, the classmate then stared at me, obviously tried to make me jealous.
And in the year, my best friend turned his back on me and pretty much bullied me quite a bit. I was never someone aggressive, so I just let him do it, and he would never stop till I cried.
So life was already tough from there, and 1-2 years before that, my parents got a divorce. I was the only boy in the family, and my dad was extremely strict with me, and with my mother not around, it just got worse. I failed history once, by 1%, along with half of the class. My dad was furious and pretty much hit me then threw me out of the house. There was a large wall around our house, so just outside of the house itself. I had to wait for him to leave to be able to go back in. And on those days, I had an annoying little sister, I could never focus. I don't study, but when I try to, to show my dad that I'm studying, my younger sister would come up, tease me and do stuff, and when I eventually try to get back at her, she would scream, waking my dad up (he sleeps in the afternoon everyday). And when he would wake up, he would never do anything to her, and only hurt me and never listen.
My dad also got a girl, now pretty much his wife, a few months after my mum left. And that didn't help my situation, if anything it made it worse. My dad got me a retainer, which was $800, and the money is no joke. After a couple months, I was about to go to the dentist after telling my dad about the problems I had with it. He told me to put it on a tissue (I think I lost the box at this point), and a few hours later, when I was supposed to go to the dentist with my dad, it disappeared. Never anything any of my sisters would do, but at that point I knew I would have been in a world of trouble. I got hit again, dentist pitied me and he decided to give my dad a discount on the next one.
So my dad decides to send us to the country my mum was in, we never wanted it, but we didn't have much of a choice. He continued to support us. Life continued to be hell, I was raised in a big house, rich family, and when I moved there, my dad support us as he did when we lived under his roof. Really small house.
So I eventually went to highschool, and on the first few days, there was something about me (not bragging), but I pretty much had the spotlight on me, and almost every girl had a crush on me. I even had seniors coming to me, where other guys in my class would just stare at me. So that pretty much caused my classmates to hate and bully me. Any guy outside of my class never had a problem with me. But in the class, where the guys continuously saw that girls were pretty much crawling up on me, they didn't like me. Eventually started playing pranks on me, where the class would just laugh. Pretty much humiliate me and bring me down with them. Once again, I ended up sitting at the very back of the class with "the class loser". I didn't see what was wrong with him, but no one liked him.
I just continued school like that, till my last year in highschool. I became friends with the other guys, but who knows what they were talking about me behind my back. Things were fine, had a little funny-embarrassing moments, but nothing the guys did, probably because I was already down with them and everyone just saw me as someone else.
I finally enter college, I thought of it as a brand new chapter in my life. We move to a bigger house. I went to college with my older sister (who stopped for 2 years, so I caught up with her). The college was really expensive, and most people were 50% scholars. People thought of me as a rich kid, because neither me or my sister were scholars, and my dad being able to afford both our tuition fees.
Life was pretty much okay, work eventually got hard, stressing, and I never could pay attention in class for some reason. My friends were alright, only problem was there were 2 guys in my class, and like 8 girls. We were all pretty much friends, but guys hanged out and talked about stuff with each other more than with girls. My friends were boring, we wouldn't go out or do much, they were too busy with schoolwork, which I always did 1-2 night before the deadline. We don't go out much, we did but it was like 2-3 times a year. We rented a house near the beach for 3 days, 2-3 weeks before Christmas. We had a blast, that is something we can't forget. Was basically 2 classes, we were at least 10.
After that, family problems, I enrolled in college the next year for 1 semester, and problems came up where I was unable to continue. So I've been doing nothing really for a year now. I wouldn't say nothing, just more problems, which I do not wish to talk about, but it was really bad.
So for a few months now, I've been pretty much in the middle. My dad and mum hates each other so much, and we got affected. And it's been really stressing trying to keep up with it, and trying to fix all the little problems that could have ruined my life.
Now I'm close with my dad, and he isn't the guy he used to be. He is a lot more relaxed, the business is perfectly fine, and he hasn't even went to it in over 2 years. He has just stayed here, and collected the money. He suspects a bit of stealing going on there, nothing too big. So for a year now he wanted me to go there and pretty much learn to manage the business. Never went through, until now. I'm going there in hopefully a week. But recently, I talked with dad, and I told him about the problems I've been facing, how my social life pretty much sucked for several years. I didn't like my friends, I would change them in a heart beat, they're not the type of friends I want. They're no fun. So I just came out with it, and told him a bit (no where close to all). He told me that he was afraid that I would just explode because I always held myself back from exploding, I always thought I would, and I knew he understood me when he said that I would explode. So he asked me what I wanted to do, so I told him, pretty much things that would get my heart pumping, I told him sky diving and traveling. He agreed and was willing to pay whatever he had to.
So what I will be doing in 1 week from now, is traveling to go to the business to get a grip on how to manage it, and manage it for a bit. See what's going on. Shortly after that, I will be traveling, hopefully to make new friends that I really like. So my decision was England, because I have a few relatives there, and the people there are pretty much the kind of friends I want. Or it would be to Dubai, my aunt lives there, and I would go there for fun.
So my problem is, if I do go to England, what do I do from there? Now you know my situation, how should I start making friends, I will be there for a week or so. What should I do? Where in England should I stay? Why there? What can I do there? I want to do things with people, hang out. If I should visit a different place, where and why? I will be traveling every few months.
Any advice, tips, comments are welcome.
